The Coercion of Scum

Ok

Jasmine's brows furrowed tightly, as if she was enduring some pain.

Oh, I'm going, this kind of scene is too painful, I have to watch and cry!

However, although I can’t help more, this level is still okay.

I gritted my teeth, made up my mind, and put one of my hands into the bed.

I just grabbed her soft and delicate little hand soaked in sweat so tenderly.

As if trying to fix the leaves on the dead tree forever, I held her hand tightly.

"

The confused Jasmine gave a warning that I couldn't understand, but what surprised me was that her hand also held me tightly, as if responding to my call.

At the same time, her frowning brows stretched out, which relieved me a lot.

This should be fine.

Although it can't help her to reduce her fever, but let her fall asleep peacefully.

The door behind me opened.

Sunflower walked in with a cup of hot water.

"Jasmine

"Shhh."

She whispered softly, and I quickly turned around and made a booing gesture with the other hand, and she immediately nodded with an understanding.

On her knees, she put the water on the bedside table next to her, resting her chin and looking at Jasmine's sleeping face with concern. "She is asleep."

"Ok."

"You are holding her hand."

"Wow, this is the power to transmit love."

"Hahaha, classmate Zhu, hello middle school."

Although it was better than no support, Sunflower seemed to applaud me for this kind of performance. She hid her mouth and laughed cutely, and I couldn't help feeling a little hot on my face.

When my eyes wandered because of embarrassment, a glass of water appeared on my mouth.

"Since Jasmine is asleep, how about classmate Zhu drink the water."

It's Sunflower, she spoke to me with a smile.

"Oh, thank you."

Chapter 146 Young Boys Can Cook

I gratefully drank the water. Because of the previous embarrassment with Jasmine, I was exhausted physically and mentally, and my tongue was so dry. For the first time, I felt that taking care of the patient was more troublesome than studying.

After that, Sunflower stood up and walked out.

"By the way, classmate Zhu, you will stay here to take care of Jasmine. I have to go to the maid cafe to work." "Today? It's so late."

"Evening shift, I have to go there for an hour, because it's close to home, so it's okay."

"Hmm, thank you for your hard work."

"It's you who worked hard, Mr. Zhu."

Sunflower smiled mischievously and closed the door for us.

After she left.

I suddenly realized that now I was alone in the same room with Jasmine again, and her mother was still cooking. She should do something for her, otherwise it would be rude not to even bring a gift.

I thought about it this way, and when Jasmine was almost asleep, I let go of her hand to cool down slightly, and tiptoed to the kitchen.

The kitchen here is actually on the second floor. When I walked to the kitchen, I saw energetic beautiful women in an apron humming the soup in the tall pot, and at the same time there was a fragrant smell coming over.

The nose moved, and my face bloomed with brilliance.

Ah, this taste is quite good duck with green onion.

Peeping from behind Mama Jasmine, she saw that the gas was slowly heated with a gentle fire, and the steam from the stainless steel pot was also getting more and more heat.

Oh oh, good cooking skills, because it is a slow process to produce delicate dishes, it is no wonder that the cooking is a bit slow.

"Auntie."

I greeted tremblingly, and the mother Jasmine who turned around immediately showed a surprised expression.

"Oh, it's Xiaozhu, what's the matter?"

"I, I can cook, let me help too. Because Jasmine is asleep."

"Oh? You can cook? Although it looks like a delicate boy, it's surprising."

"No no, hehehe."

"So

The more mature face almost exactly the same as Jasmine stared at the kitchen with pots and pans, as if thinking about what tasks should be assigned to me.

For a moment, I had the illusion that what was standing in front of me was actually my girlfriend.

But of course it's impossible. Jasmine's mother's wife's figure is obviously more irritating, which makes me wonder about Jasmine's future.

"Ah, Xiaozhu, what will you do? There are so many ingredients at home."

Did you kick the ball to me? Or is it actually some kind of test?

In this case, let me accept the test of my mother!

Making delicious, delicious and nutritious dishes can not only help Jasmine regain her body, but also get the permission of the parents... Keke is not permission, it just prevents the other party from discovering the clues and then calling the police.

So I thought about it carefully, and finally said the names of a few ingredients.

"Auntie, do you have any frozen chicken? I want to make a small pot of stewed chicken to help classmate Jasmine regain his strength."

"Oh? Can I eat chicken when I'm sick?"